Magic Warior Novels & Stories

“Four.” The lives of innocent people are on the line. “Three.” The honor of every warrior on both sides is riding on the defeat of one pack and the victory of the other. “Two.” The outcome from today's events would either clear a path to my revenge or be the driving point to my downfall. “One…” “Wait!” I paused in my words and we all turned out heads to the young warrior who stood 3 feet away from us. Sweat covered his skin and heavy pants fell from his lips. He’s one of the warriors we left behind at the pack.

"Don't look so scared babe. The worse he'll make you do is fuck him. It might be pleasurable depending on-" Losing all his sense of his cool, war let go his mate and his cool demeanour flew out the window and into Trent's face. The blow to his packmate forced the large in height and width man to stumblya few feet backward. A sickening crack sounded. Trent groaned before his hands went to his face, letting loose a slew of curse words. His fullname was Warren; but that didn't suit him much. War was his name and he felt the surge of the power from the name flow through him as he stalked over to Trent.

The scene is very chaotic and heart-wrenching as blood-curdling screams resonated throughout the entire place. In the Majika World, Mages and Black Wizards help each other defeat the flesh-eating demons and monsters that suddenly appeared. The young child, Mirai, together with Regit and the legendary snake Armani, leads the armies bravely to defeat the flying demons and monsters. Because of the spellbook that Luna gave to Mirai, she became the most powerful mage in the entire Majika World. However, death is inevitable this time because they can’t save everyone all at once. Demons and monsters were way too many, and they were outnumbered tenfold. Extreme fear assailed everyone and almost gave

His fire together with the powers of his mate, Summer, have successfully burned my warriors to ashes. Don't even get me started on the fighting prowess of that Azanian warlock, Aria's grandfather, Mtungagore. He is whizzing past my warriors as if they pose no threat to him. With a wave of his staff and a swarm of bees surrounding him, my warriors stand no chance. They are infact, trying all they can to not cross his path.

About a hundred warriors stood on the field of battle, ready for one-on-one combat. They gather as usual before five every morning and put in the necessary work to improve. Gamma Mace was facing the crowds with one hand holding his weapon and the other resting by his side. Although Mace wasn't as tall as Simon, he was still attractive. At a very young age, he converted to the gamma state. He is now 22 years old. He was one of the most powerful warriors who had previously protected the packs from rogues.

It took only a few seconds, reaching out with my magic before I had the answer. Disappointment and acceptance flashed in his eyes as I shook my head ‘no’. Many of the warriors here were loyal to Marcus, and radiated waves of hostility as they barely managed to keep themselves still. I could feel that so many of them were desperate for a way out, but the fear that stole their breath smothered any hope that might have flickered to life. My warning gave all of us a head start before a sand-colored wolf on Jaspar’s flank lunged for his throat, the sudden outpour of sound was violent symphony in the background.

" The thunderous roar drained the color from the faces of Velda and every Mercer Group employee present. She tried to step forward and explain, but I raised my hand and cut her off. "Save it. You lost the right to speak to us the moment you let Jude dig up my parents' graves." Gunthar walked up to me and swept the red cloth off the plaque, revealing the bold, gliding words dancing across the wood. "Sword of the nation, guardian of the people." "Company, attention! Render salute to the First-Class Meritorious Hero of Talon Unit, Callan Wright!"

Spotting my covered frame passing the glass, Malik Arden blinks his eyes in absolute, stunned disbelief, his brain completely rejecting the data entering his lenses. Did Chika Whitmore's scent profile just pass my coordinate sector? Malik and the surrounding pack warriors lock their eyes onto my retreating form. Is his rank not currently under an absolute suspension order from the high council? Why are his boots marching back into the command fortress? Did the warlord authorize his immediate return to active duty?

The warriors in silver armor were relieved when they noticed Fane standing still, not making a move on them and staring at them silently. The main reason was that Fane had displayed how powerful it was and the two of them were frightened of him. At this moment, Warren yelled angrily at the two warriors, "Hurry up and find me some pills! Are you two blind?!" Warren squeezed these words through his teeth. Warren was already in so much pain and was about to faint. His roar caused both warriors in silver armor to tremble before they finally realized that their young city master could not take out the pills he needed.

I smirked as I transferred my magic into my scythe and it’s now blazing with light magic. The demon gritted his teeth in anger and charged his attack first. I dodge it quickly as I swung my scythe in every direction like the speed of lightning and he is having a hard time keeping up with my speed. For the second time in my life, I am thrilled. There’s no doubt that King Warrick is the descendant of King Helios—the late Demon King that my sisters and I had defeated a long time ago when the first Great War took place in Magic Realm. Unfortunately, Lord Invictus survived and escaped from the war. And now, he’s planning to take over Magic Realm again. That’s why I have to gather all the lost dia